I keep my fingers in her ass but let go of her cheeks and slip my own left hand down her ass to her secret place. Her cunt is wet, and getting wetter....It takes no effort to push three fingers into her drooling box and I start churning them around in the slick warmth. She breathes out loudly and sucks in more air.Ah-h-h-h. “Is it good, Babygirl,” I whisper.“Yeah. It’s good!”“Say it again,” I insist.“It’s good. Really, really good!” she moans.“Good Girl,” I reply.With her cunt all slippery and. The angle was sufficient for the top floor to be at least two feet smaller in each direction than the ground floor was.I continued down the wall to the southwest corner. There had only been the ever present arrow slit windows along this wall. In the upper stories of the tower I had seen larger, wider windows, but they were well above the height where attackers would be able to take advantage of them.So much for the exterior. I needed to get inside and see what was going on. When I had touched. He had one in the house, but it was seldom used.Both women, being old-fashioned, chose to serve their men. It, to them, was what they had been intended to do. Women served men, to make their lives better, so they could provide for them. Each kneeled and took their lovers in hand, stroking and kissing the objects of their affection. Both men responded, causing the women to smile at their new found "play pretties." Clara started licking Levi, to further stimulate him, and Sam was trying to get. "Alright, fair enough. You lead." George said.The two then immidiately engaged in a deep make out session, their identical tongues dancing, and their lips locked. They began to moan softly in unison."Oh, I've been waiting for this." The two said in unison as they took a brief break from their make out. They resumed, and their hands began exploring each other's bodies. They let their tongues get a good taste of their own mouths before they parted from the kissing, and they took off their shirts..